Thursday, October 15, 2009

Wonders of Tagbanua tribe

An Introduction

The Tagbanuas are original race of people inhabiting Palawan. They are by far the most numerous of the ethnic groups that inhabited Palawan during the pre-Hispanic times. Accordingly the name of their tribe was derived from ‘tag’ which means people and ‘banua’ means world. In other words they believe that they are people who own this chaos world.
Dr. Fox, a researcher of this certain tribe. He stated that they are the most cultured of the original people because they have an alphabet of their own. As well as they had their own culture and tradition in which they were being guided through this.
They had also their own political system and they were rich in literature such as dances, songs, stories, riddles, proverbs as well as novel. But nowadays their literary piece was not being preserved because for them it was sacred to be published in public. But then, they were still preserving and enhancing their culture, tradition, skills and capacity in order to adapt in this very dynamic world.

Tagbanua Dances

The general term for a dance is kendar. There are different kinds of dances for every occasion. They perform occupational dances which are interpretative -- pulling up the camote vines, digging the roots, and putting the roots in the basket over the shoulder as what can you see in the picture.
Kinds of Dances:
1.Pagdiwata, a ceremonial dance of the Tagbanua’s religious rite of the native — either of thanksgiving or of healing sick people. This has been adapted by the Bayanihan Dance Troupe for stage performances and has been popularized not only here in the Philippines but also overseas. But during early ninete only the baylan or mother elder was allowed to dance this dance.
2. Runsay is another ritual performed during the full moon of December as a thanksgiving for a bountiful harvest and led by the head of the tribe or barangay captain. This ritual is performed at the seaside because at the climax of the dance, the leader, followed by other participants, offer a white chicken and rice to the diwata, and also a tobacco wrapped in nipa leaves are also included. After these have been collected, they are placed on a small raft and pushed out to sea. The dance festival continues until dawn.



Tagbanua music basically makes use of three kinds of musical instrument. Agong is a brass instrument one and half feet in diameter with a fist-sized node at the center. It is played by beating the node with a stick wrapped with strips of cloth.
Babandil, another kind of musical instrument, is similar to the agong but only about four inches in depth. It is played with the use of the beater made of soft wood. The sound is mellower than the gong. The third kind of musical instrument is the gimbal similar to the snare drum. It is a hollow wood one and half feet tall, five to 10 inches in diameter and covered at one end with dried goat-skin. It is played by tapping the four fingers together alternately. In some instances, a pair of bamboo sticks 10 inches long and one inch wide is used alternately.
These instruments provide the rhythm for the dance. They are also played for song accompaniment.
There are two kinds of Tagbanua songs — the oiman or ballad and the dagoy or love songs.


Riddles
1. Duwang batong itom, alayd I pag aboton. – mata
Dalawang batong itim malayo ang nararating.
2. May pito akong bintana, tulo lamang I ipagkasara. – rupa
Mayroon akong pitong bintana, tatlo lamang ang naisasara. – mukha
3. Wayan na wayan na, tiyampaling daan baw piyagbegyan. – sampalok
Ayan na ayan na, sinampal muna bago inalok. – sampalok
4.Wayan na si adi, sari sariy badyo. – sarakbayan
Ayan na si impo ang damit ay sari-sari. – sampayan
5. Wayan na si kibaw magbudaw-budaw. – hangin
ayan na si kibaw, bubulong-bulong. – hangin
6. Kuwarta na, naging bato pa.
It was already money, but it became a stone.
7. Baba nga magsasara,ungga pasludon I bangaw.
A mouth that is covered will not be entered by flies.
8. Eng unoy nganga it baba yay butang it dugan.
What is constantly talked about is what’s inside the heart.
9. Magayen pay kumbo, nga magtataid I taw kaysa nga mansiyon magtataid I balbal.
A nipa hut where a person lives is better than an mansion lived in by an owl.
10. Unoon pay sagbot ing patay nay kabayo.
What use is the grass if the horse is dead.
11.Yat isip suk yugot, kat hasa magtalas.
The mind is like a knife, it is honed by sharpening.)



Proverbs

1. Tumalib I kagayenan ungga I kabaitan.
Lumampas na ang kagandahan hindi ang kabaitan.
2. Lalaking maisog ungga magi lam it papaan kuno.
Ang lalaking matapang ay hindi natatakot sa panapanaan.
3. Eng unoy wawa pa, yan se ing gurang kana.
Kung ano sa kabataan ganon din sa katandaan.
4. Ungga pasgawin I anak pero ina I magkasakitan.
Anak ay di paluluhain, ina ang pasasalitan.
5. Ing dagay miyaw, magulo I daga.
Kung walang pusa magulo ang daga.
6. Ing ungga paapyat pababa ite.
kung hindi kayang umakyat subukang bumaba.
7. Eng mugay it pangain nga mag iisog, yat magkaon ungga magka mabusog.
Kungnagpapakain ay masama ang loob ang pinakakain ay di nabubusog.
8. Misip daan bago padoot dalan.
Pag-iisipan ang bawat hakbang na gagawin.



Songs

1. Si ina, si ama makukuring banar,
umay pagbuwaton ka dagay araduan
magkarot magsurat ungga masepsepan.
mga kasulsugan pabakdun ta lamang
saon banuay ungga ta panuwayan

Si ina, si ama ay mahirap lamang
Sa kaingin ang taniman dahil walang basakan
marunong magsulat hindi maintindihan
mga kapatid ating patibayin an gating samahan
upang ang mundoy hindi lumapastangan sa atin




Short story

Palais’gen
Ang Prinsipe

Kat alayd nga kaharian bakdun I mga taw. Talagang pagsundon nira I kanirang adi. Pero priming malungkot I adi nira ka ungga sira magkaanak it bae. Biyuwat nira pirmi sirang magdasal kat kanirang anito saon bugyan sirat anak maski sambat lamang.
Mangindusa I ngaran it diyos nira, naildaw kanya kat adi pasi benggayan sira it anak nga babay. Pagliwan it anak nira nangako I adi nga yat masawa kat kanirang anak yat taw nga garing kat sulod it lugta pasi yat mga magpangalyag kat daraga nga mga binata nga garing kat alayd nga lugar ungga piyayagan it adi.
Usang aldaw, naglindol kat kaharian pasi yat mga taw nagliwannan kat kanirang balay, pati adi, asawa ya baw anak nga daraga. Naltugan nirang musa e dakulang ulod nga mag-ampang. At it ulod ‘ adi sito ako kayti kat banua ka pagpision ko nay anak mo nga daraga ka nangako ka nay at irog mo nga masawa kat anak mo nga daraga dapat garing kat lugta. pasi sito ako na pagpision kon na kanya. Urot ko nga ungga ka tumanggi kat imong piyangako kat musa.’ Pagkadungog it adi ungga kanya nakaampang, inat ya na lamang I anak ya nga magpayag kanya ka daga kanyay mabwat ka naampang ya na nga dapat garing kat sulod it lugta nga masawa kat anak yang daraga. Pagkadungog it daraga nahimatay kanya ka ungga ya matanggap nga usang ulod lamang palan I mapangasawa ya.
Piyasakay it ulod kat likod niya I daraga, miyuli na sira kat kaarian it ulod. Timyalib sira kat pitong bukid baw pitong kadadanuman. Naiuli kat kalibutan ya daraga baw tanggap ya na nga ite nay kapalaran ya pero nahimatay kanya it kadali ka kat puwertaaan it balay it ulod ka may dukol doon nga magbabantay. Tas tiyaban na kanya it asawa yang ulod kat kwarto nira.
Eng dulem ungga sira mag ulid kat sirong lamang mag iga I ulod. Pero ing aldaw ungga naga magbaya baya I ulod kat daraga. Miga lamang baw kumaon I pagbuwaten it daraga. Dakul nga pangaen nga ipag dulong na lamang kat kwarto ya.
Usang dulem nanagaynep I daraga, mat kat panagaynep ya. Pagtaiden kanya it using magugurang nga mesi kanya it mga pangaen nga amik, kumey lutuon ya ite baw ibetang kat lamisan nira pero dapat buwaten ya ite kat kukualdaw saon eng maga na makaon ite it asawa ya. Tapos eng magdaraet n dapat patayin I asawa ya it kutsilyo nga matalyas. Dapat mabwat ya ite bago matapos ang tulong aldaw ing irog ya nga ungga ya mapangasawa it abang buhay I ulod ngayti.
Pagkasulag it daraga kiyabahan kanya, suk ungga ya kaya nga saksaken I ulod ka mag i lam kanya. Pero natatak kat isipan ya nga dapat ya iting mabwat kat sulod lamang it tulong aldaw.
Kat ikatlong aldaw pagkatapos ya managaynep nasulag kanya it maga baw nagluto na kanya. Pagkaluto ya piyagbutang ya ng musa I pangaen nga naluto ya. Baw naltugan yay asawa ya nga magseslem nga nag paadedong kat lamisan baw kimyaon na ito. Naltugan ya nga pagkatapos kimyaon It asawa ya nailo nay to. Pagkaiga it asawa ya pinsi nay kutsilyo nga matarum kaw siyaksak ya nay ulod. Pagkasaksak ya, naglindol, landaw na kanyang nailam pero ungga na kanya maka ampang ka naktugan yay ulod nga nagging taw. Usang dakula baw guwapo nga lalaki. Pero pagtabanen na ito it hangin padibwat pasi nagpaadudong kanya sito baw kiyuputan I alima it lalaki. Biglang ungga nanaglindol baw nagkukupan na sira.
Pagkatapos, narutan it babay nga taw naga palan I ulod nga napangasawa ya piyag sumpa lamang ito. Ta, miyuli na sira kat kaharian it adi baw nagbandi na sira.


Translation:
Sa isang malayong kaharian namumuno ang malungkuting hari at reyna dahil hindi sila pinagkalooban ni mangindusa ng anak. Kayat lagi silang nanalangin sa kanilang mangindusa upang biyayaan sila ng anak. Pagkalipas ng maraming taon ang reyna ay nagbuntis at nagsilang ng isang malusog at magandang sanggol na babae.
Ang prinsesa ay may angking kakaibang ganda at kagandahang loob kayat maraming mga binata ang gusting kanyang maging irog, pati ang kanilang mga karatig bayan. Ngunit sinabi ng hari na walang sinumang makakabihag sa pihikang puso ng kanyang anak. Ang magiging mapala lamang na lalaki ay nagmula sa lupa. Kayat maluyngkot na lumisan ang kanyang mga manliligaw.
Isang araw biglang nagkaroon ng malakas na hangin, lindol at unti-unting bumuka ang lupa. Naligalig ang buong kaharian. Kapagdaka, mula sa lupa lumabas ang isang oud, isang higanteng oud. At itoy pumunta sa bungad ng kaharian at hinarap ang hari at sinabi. ‘ Mahal na hari akoy narito pagkat akoy inyong tinawag. Dibat sinabi nyo na ang sinumang nagmula sa lupa ay siyang papalaring mapangasawa ng inyong prinsesa. Kayat akoy narito sa inyo upang kunin ang aking asawa bilang pagtupad nyo sa inyong pangako.’ Sa narinig, nalungkot ang hari ngunit wala na siyang nagawa kung hindi ibigay ang anak na prinsesa. Nang makaabot ito sa kaalaman ng prinsesa siya ay nawalan ng ulirat dahil hindi niya pinangarap na makapag-asawa ng isang oud.
Pagkatapos isinakay ng uod ang prinsesa sa kanyang likod at silay naglakbay patungong ilalim ng lupa. Sa kanilang paglalakbay inabot nila ang ikapitong bundok at sa likod niyon ay ang kaharian ng uod. Sa bungad ng kaharian ay may nagbabantay na malaking serpeyente. At hinatid na ang prinsesa sa kanyang magiging silid.
Sa tagal ng kanilang pagsasama, walang ibang ginawa ang prinsesa kung hindi ang kumain at matulog. At nakontento narin ang prinsesa dahil hindi sila nagtatabi ng uod.
Isang gabi nanaginip ang prinsesa. Ayon sa kanyang panaginip inuutusan siya ng isang matanda na patayin ang uod pagkatapos pakainin ng kanyang niluto na kakanin. Natakot ang prinsesa ngunit nagbalak siya na gawin dahil siyay natatakot nab aka magkatotoo ang banta nab aka habang buhay na siya sa piling ng uod.
Kinabukasan, nagluto ng kakainin ang prinsesa at ipinakain iyon sa uod. At siyay biglang nagtaka dahil biglang nanghina ang uod kayat sinaksak na niya agad ito ng punyal. Ngunit pagkamatay ng uod unti-unti itong dinadala ng hangin paitaas. At sa kanyang pagkamangha bigla itong naging isang makisig at guwapong lalaki. Kayat kanya itong hinila pababa at niyakap. Pagkatapos nalaman niya ng isinumpa lamang pala ang prinsipe ng isang mantanda kaya siya naging uod.
Makalipas ang ilang araw sila ay pumunta sa kaharian ng prinsesa at silay nagpakasal. Kayat tuwang-tuwa ang amang hari at inang reyna.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009




SUBANEN TRIBE
The Subanen means river – dweller, from the word “suba”, river common to several Philippines dialect, including Sulu and Bisaya. “Nun” or “Non” is an adjective prefix indicating origin and habitation. The term applied to the tribe because its members are net with in going up the rivers from the coast, in distinction to the Moros and Christians at Zamboanga or Sibugay Peninsula which extends westwards like a long, misshapen finger from the main body of the island of Mindanao and the point Kipit crooks sharply southward, pointing at Basilan and furnishing the northern terminus to the natural route between Borneo, together with the Malayan world beyond it and the Philippines over the closely strung island of the Sulu archipelago.
DISCRIPTION OF SUBANERN PEOPLE
• Average height
• Brown complexion
• Slender bodies
• Round faces
• Brave
• Aggressive
• Wonderers
• Revengeful
• They love to wear red and back dresses with long sleeves



the life of volunteer teacher is not easy thiers a lot of challenges, but you can the true happiness.

Monday, October 12, 2009

The Person in the Mirror

by: manenggeya

woman's power


by: gina@manenggeya

People's Power



by: gina @ manenggeya

Summer Bridging Post Deployment
by: Manenggeya



the educators of new generation!!!!




"behind the darkness the sun is still shinning"

A Teacher's Story

True or not - who cares, How many times do we "misjudge" by appearance?

Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children. His clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...He is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home is a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death had been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs.Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents.

Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter-full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mother used to."

After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs.Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

Remember - that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you will have the opportunity to touch and/or change a person's outlook. Please try to do it in a positive way.

http://www.eslincanada.com/stories.html

Posted By: Matimawa Aiza

"IGNORANT BUT NOT"

I am not a good adviser
I am a woman of hunger.
I am not lazy, but I face poverty
In every argument, I was left behind, you see.

Sometimes I was called Ignorant,
For I talked only one thing.
Hay! they laugh because they don't understand
No one knows even those noble kings.

OK, you are wise which I considered
For you spoke about things w/ no fear
but please don't laugh at me if I wonder
cause I act to show that I'm aware.

I am ignorant and it is a night of my mind,
but it's night had its own moon and stars.
It never turn brightly as the moon
who conquered his own galaxy
For this stars had their own in the milky way

I am a star who had my own shine
In everything I seen some I've used to defined
we don't have the same perception
In fact we have different mind and vision
and we can reformed a new idea to command our own.

CHERRY

Sunday, October 11, 2009

WHY THE SKY IS HIGH







this is the story of the KALINGA TRIBE.....


WHY THE SKY IS HIGH
By: Bessie Badilla – del Castillo
KALINGA
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to reach up and touch the sky with your hand? Well, in the beginning of time, the Kalinga people believed that the sky hung so low to the earth that people’s heads almost touched it.
To them, the sky was like a blue ceiling just above their heads. By day, they could reach up and touch the fluffy white clouds and the night they could reach and touch the sparkling stars. This made the Kalingas feel very special.
The ancient Kalingas also believed that everything in the universe had a soul and had a feeling. Not just living things like people, plants and animals, but all inanimate objects also, like rocks, and the grounds in the sea. Everything worked in there perfect harmony and co-existence.
But one day, the closeness of the sky to the earth changed forever, and all because of one man’s selfish greed and woman’s angry temper.
After a long and very successful day of hunting for food in the forest, a man finally came to his simple house and his simple wife, carrying a small, dead deer over his back. He dropped the deer onto the kitchen table and told his wife, “Wife, skin and clean this animal and cook it for our dinner.”
His wife looked at the small creature, surprised that her husband had bothered to bring such a scrawny creature back for them to eat. “But husband dear,” she said, “this deer is o bigger than a rat. How can it possibly feed both of us? It has hardly enough meet on it to feed a dog!”
“Do not argue with me, woman!” said the frustrated husband. “I have been hunting long and hard all day, and that is the only animal. I could catch. Now do s I say. Prepare the deer and once it is cooked, we will divide it equally between us.”
The wife shrugged and did as her husband bade. She skinned the scrawny creature, prepared the meat and cooked it for her and her husband.
Outside, the sky could smell the delicious meat cooking on the wife’s stove and came down closer to the ground to savor the mouth-watering aroma.
It took a short time to cook the small deer and the wife placed the cooked creature on the table in front of her starving husband. The wife then cleaned the cooking utensils before joining her husband at the dining table, anxious to taste the delicious meat. But when she looked at the platter that contained the cooked deer, she saw to her astonishment that her husband eaten the whole animal, leaving just its clean white bones on the plate.
“You selfish glutton!” she scolded her husband. “I worked hard to skin, clean and cooked the deer and you have eaten it all for yourself!”
The husband wiped a trickle of meat juice from the corner of his mouth and belched. The meat was indeed delicious, but as he digested the deer, he began to feel guilty at having acted so greedily. He looked at his wife, who was angry and close to tears. “I am sorry” he said, but I have left the bones for you to eat.”
The wife looked at the small, white bones on the platter. “Bones? What god are the bones?” she cried.
“Crack open the bones,” explained her husband, “and eat the marrow inside. I am sure it will be just delicious as the meat.”
The wife knew the bone marrow could never taste as delicious as the deer’s meat, but to satiate her gnawing hunger she was left with no alternate but to follow her husband’s suggestion.
The wife took the small deer bones outside; laid them on the ground and tries to crack them open with a large stone, but with no success.
“That’s not the way to d it!” roared her husband who was watching his wife’s pathetic attempts. “Lay the bones on the rock and smash them with a piece of wood!”
The frustrated wife followed her husband’s advice and put the small bones onto a rock. She then picked up a piece of wood and raised it high above her ready to strike the bones. But the piece of wood hit the sky above her, stopping her from gaining enough force to hit the bones hard. So, she asked the sky to move up out of the way, to give her enough room to swing the piece of wood.
The sky complied with the woman’s request and moved upward a little. But it was enough the frustrated, hungry wife still did not have enough room to break open the deer bones.
The wife was now so hungry and so frustrated that she became angry at the sky and shouted at the top her voice, “sky! Moved as far away from me as possible, so that I cannot touch.”
The sky, surprised and upset at the wife’s anger, moved up and far away.
Eventually had enough room to raise the piece of wood high above the head. With all her strength, she brought it crashing down on the small, white deer bones which cracked open from the force the woman’s blow. But the bones were so small, that they contained no marrow what so ever.
The wife hung her head in her hands and sobbed. She then realized what she had said to the sky in her anger. She looked up to ask the sky‘s forgiveness. But it was too late. Because of the wife angry and unkind word the sky had risen so high that it was could no longer be touched.
Since that day the sky has remained unreachable and untouchable. It had stayed away from people; afraid that if it ever came back down close to the earth, it might be upset again by someone angry and unkind words.

Marlene Aguilar. 2007. MYTHS AND LEGENDS OF THE PHILIPPINES. JAMAYCO, INC. vol II.
http://www.catch22.com/~vudu/kalinga.html
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kms.kalingatambayan.com/itinerary.html
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http://www.pinoymountaineer.com/2007_11_01_archive.html

Friday, October 9, 2009

WHOSE CHILD IS THIS?

"Whose child is this?" I asked one day
Seeing a little one out at play
"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile
"Mine to keep a little while
To bathe his hands and comb his hair
To tell him what he is to wear
To prepare him that he may always be good
And each day do the things he should"

"Whose child is this?" I asked again
As the door opened and someone came in
"Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile
"Mine, to keep just for a little while
To teach him how to be gentle and kind
To train and direct his dear little mind
To help him live by every rule
And get the best he can from school"

"Whose child is this?" I ask once more
Just as the little one entered the door
"Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiled
And each took the hand of the little child
"Ours to love and train together
Ours this blessed task forever."



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Unity
By Cleo V. Swarat (thanks to Dan for correcting our info!)

I dreamed I stood in a studio
And watched two sculptors there,
The clay they used was a young child’s mind
And they fashioned it with care.

One was a teacher:
the tools she used were books and music and art;
One was a parent
With a guiding hand and gentle loving heart.

And when at last their work was done,
They were proud of what they had wrought.
For the things they had worked into the child
Could never be sold or bought!

And each agreed she would have failed
if she had worked alone.
For behind the parent stood the school,
and behind the teacher stood the home!


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Why God Made Teachers
By Kevin William Huff

When God created teachers,
He gave us special friends
To help us understand His world
And truly comprehend
The beauty and the wonder
Of everything we see,
And become a better person
With each discovery.

When God created teachers,
He gave us special guides
To show us ways in which to grow
So we can all decide
How to live and how to do
What's right instead of wrong,
To lead us so that we can lead
And learn how to be strong.

Why God created teachers,
In His wisdom and His grace,
Was to help us learn to make our world
A better, wiser place.

Posted by: Matimawa Aiza

Thursday, October 8, 2009

sa pagmatutuo

Teaching is the only major occupation of man for which we have not yet developed tools that make an average person capable of competence and performance. In teaching we rely on the "naturals," the ones who somehow know how to teach. ~Peter Drucker

The REAL REASON TO TEACH

The REAL REASON TO TEACH



Love: The Real Reason to Teach

Motivation can come from many sources. People can be motivated by fear. They can also be motivated by money. Competition can also motivate. True motivation, however, comes from doing what one loves to do.

The love of teaching children is the purest form of motivation in education today. Leadership should recognize that quality in teachers and be wary of anything that destroys that desire.

Teaching used to be about children. It has become about proving ourselves. Competition against some standard has become more important than guiding children to adulthood. It once was enough that a child walked out of class feeling like they learned something. Today they have never learned enough.

When children play a game they never can win, they stop playing. Many teaching staffs today become apathetic and passive aggressive because they feel like they can never do enough. Constant pressure to “raise the bar” has led some educators to adopt a “bunker mentality”, hiding from administrative mandates. More and more is added to the plate with nothing ever being taken off. Good teachers know in their hearts that the most important focus of their job is to help students reach their potential. When students reach their potential that should be enough.

It used to be that the greatest goal of education was a happy student. Now it is a test score. We have become so focused on proving ourselves to people who don’t really matter to our kids that we have forgotten our kids who should really matter most.

In our attempt to dot every “I” and cross every “T”, we are creating institutions instead of communities. If we are going to take the humanity out of education then we need to replace teachers with computers and relationships with ipods. I believe in our ever increasing high tech world, students are looking for that human spirit to connect with.

Education is not about competition, it is about nurturing children. Children are not only interested in how things work; children are also interested in how life works. That is a lesson they cannot learn from a computer or curriculum. Self worth is only gained through relationships with other human beings. Teachers who love their students instill that worth. When that bond of worth exists learning is enriched.

As I wind down for my future career, I know it is not about the money. I know now it was not about competition or fear. It is the love of children that motivates me. I only hope educators in the future do not become so overburdened that they burn out on teaching before they achieve that same realization.

what makes a friend?

What makes a friend?

A friend
what makes a friend?
A friend
Is someone that everyone needs
A friend
Is that special one
A friend
Is someone you tell EVERYTHING
A friend
Is someone you never lie to
A friend
Can be a boy or a girl
A friend
Is someone that is always their
A friend
Will always listen to you
A friend
Always has input to give
A friend
Will never leave you in the dust
A friend
Will help you through the thick and the thin
A friend
Will always stand by your side
A friend
Will never let you down
A friend
Is someone everyone needs
What would you do if you didn’t have a friend?

Large Scale Mining



Some of us may be wondering why large-scale mining is known in development aggression. Is it because of the forceful entry and implementation of its policies and projects without the community free and prior informing consent? Truly, that’s right. Likewise, it is one of the ways of violating human rights. There’s nothing simple about large scale mining where inputs and wastes are thousand folds of the product.
Early at that time of their conquest of the Philippines, the Spaniards had eyed mining and the profits they could extract from it as a top priority (Scott 1977).But it was the Americans who started the large- scale mining operation in the country. However this kind of development aggression has a very poor record in the Philippines, as a result of the massive social and environmental problems it has caused historically (UNEP). In accordance with the Philippine Mining Act of 1995 which aim to globalize the Philippine mining industry, government and mining advocates claiming that large- scale mining is significant in getting minerals that we need for the industrialization where in fact, it’s contrary for those people whose living depended upon the environment. Moreover, damages or costs including displacement, threat to food security, pollution, diminished water supply, and competition for energy supply and distribution are more clearly seen in communities that are dependent on natural resources such as forests, agricultural areas, natural water irrigation system and where basics services are lacking or totally absent. Otherwise, according to Campaigns Paralegal, Bacongco, mining industry provides employment and benefits to the landowner and mineworkers but the reality is that it can’t employs and give benefits to the number of people displaced by large- scale mining in respective communities. In fact, workers in the mining industry do not enjoy the ideal employment wherein mine sites here in Philippines are already replete with labor unrest and disputes. Most common issues revolve around mass retrenchment, casualization, and health and safety.

Finally, there is considerable basis for the fear that more livelihoods of the people in the area will be destroyed than new jobs created by the large- scale mining. Rather, its disadvantages and negative economic and environmental pressures experienced by local communities all over the country have been all that many. Indeed, large- scale mining have cause more harm than good across a wide area of concerns- ecology, livelihood, health and human rights. Thus, potential benefits of this kind of mining should be compared with the harm that will come. Knowing how it developed, it appears that it brings more harm than benefits to the affected communities.

Posted By: Matimawa Aiza

THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY-reflection and realization

The Gods must be crazy was a great film directed by Jamie Uy’s. It focuses on the indigenous people in Kalahari Desert. In producing this film his intention was in trying to capture one’s heart. Direct Jamie was a brilliant person for his sense of what was really the need of the televiewers, and that’s why he use genre on that film was comedy and this was one of his best comic masterpiece. He knows that in making comedy film, the more laughter’s the more lessons will be learned. Additionally a person who has a big part of that film was Paddy O’Byrne he was a great help for those people love to see this film he was a best narrator of that movie, in his narration people would really understand better about the movie.We could relate in this film that it is not only here in the Philippines have an indigenous people, but IP’s exceed also all throughout the world.
Nowadays, we can really see that there were many IP’s who are striving to protect and preserve their culture, beliefs and tradition, through with that, can be pass to the new coming generation that awaits ahead IP’s struggle to live peace and in justice.
After watching the film I realize how grateful I am, that I become an educated one and become aware of those things happen surrounds me. Respect has been emphasized by this film, as what the movie shown to us that those persons are strangers in Kalahari Desert they respected those beliefs and culture of the indigenous people of that area. In making things we should limit our confines and has its own grounds of where we are going to place off. So, we can avoid painting hurt towards individual personality.

My Reflection about "The Mission" movie



The Mission was absolutely one of the best films I have seen and I regret not having the privilege of watching this beforehand. But I found myself emotionally devastated after seeing this film the first time. The film packs a punch in its contrast between the beauty of nature and human self-sacrifice on the one hand and the depths of human self-interest and ruthlessness on the other. Its theme is as relevant today as it was in the 1600s - what are the consequences of my actions, and what price must be paid by me and by others as a result? The film depicts several characters with whose choices the viewer can identify - the missionary, the repentant killer, the papal legate - and gives no easy answers to the choices that confront them. But the fact that there are no easy answers doesn't let them off the hook. In the end, they all have to take responsibility for what they do or fail to do.
There are many great movies but The Mission is in a class of its own. It belongs to a select group of films which are able to penetrate our lives and change us forever. The powerful themes of forgiveness, love, innocence, guilt, freedom, and human nature are presented against a backdrop of incredible scenery. At first glance The Mission is a story about a political struggle. Upon closer examination it is no less than divine revelation about the nature of the human heart. Rarely does a film have all the elements in film making all come together so perfectly. I can honestly say that this is THE BEST film I have ever seen, and the most powerful film I have seen. I always said that some films are 'one' of the best, but I can truly say that this is THE Best film I have seen. The cinematography is excellent, excellent casts, and an awesome score.Moreover, the movie has extended violent ending, and sometimes is shocking in that finale. But what made this film even more impacting was the fact that it was based on true accounts. So the question arises: How could we as humans be so brutal towards others who have every right to freedom and happiness? A must see film that will open your eyes to the harsh reality of slavery and those who desperately fought for their rights. Though they lost the battle, their cry for equality lives within the chronicles of time. The actors played a wonderful role to tell the story of a torn civilization. In addition, this movie has many excellent features. It contains wonderful camera work in breathtaking scenery, an impressive score, and generally good performances. All these things make the film quite powerful, and it can really draw the viewer in. But there are a number of historical inaccuracies. This is quite important, because the film begins with the words "This is a true story that actually took place in 1750." The movie's portrayal of the Indians, and their relationship to the missionaries, has been attacked by historians, among other aspects.

Posted By: Matimawa Aiza

Teacher Lang!

SAAN AKO PATUTUNGO?
 Many individuals proceed on the sea of life without any compass or chart. They are drifting and they do not know where they are going. They will never enter the harbor of success. The person who has no definite purpose in view, who aims at nothing in particular, is almost sure to accomplish nothing.
Until one day my life here in Pamulaan, I thought something,asking to myself about my real mission or wants in life. I realized that helping my fellow indigenous is my mission,but is this my profession would really help for this mission.-to be continue.

The best choice

"When one makes a choice, she irrevocably binds herself to the consequences of that choice"
Making decision is one of the hardest thing i am struggling. I am always looking for its positive and negative side, yet, if i chose one, my pessimistic thoughts will arise. That is why, i always seek my friends advices and always offer it to our almighty God. Thus, i am always aware and prepare for the consequences that awaits for the one chosen.
However, is my course taken is my choice? Definitely not. Yes, it is. But even this is not my choice, i learned to loved it because of its significance to our society especially to many indigenous peoples who are always seeking for an education. Perhaps, this is not what we called 'choice' but instead it is my 'destiny', which is really planned by our creator.
I am happy then, because i do really feel my existence. I exist, to extend my hand through teaching not only in the for corners of a classroom but also living and touching the lives of people in the community who inspires me a lot to work and study hard. Indeed, teaching is not my choice but i believe this is a best choice i have done in my life.

Woven Stories of Our Tribe

PALBUNUAN

Once upon a time there was a couple named Remuryewen and Pangubleneen who lived in Mt. Alangan. They had three sons. Kaingin was their form of livelihood.
One day, the couple thought that their sons ere now old enough. They can already hunt by themselves and even to marry, so they can have their partner lives. That is why, the couple sent their two sons off.
The two brothers left happily without knowing the real intentions of their parents.
Until such time, they brought to Luklukeden’s place. There, they met Luklukeden’s daughter,a beautiful lady named Diyaga.
Not wasting any time, they told her parents that they were ready to serve her family as a exchange for her hand in marriage. Diyaga’s parents agreed with giving certain conditions or Pakulba in Mangyan term. First condition, The one who can plant crops in eight mountains may marry my daughter.” said the father.
Both brothers were able to plant in eight mountains. One could not defeat other.
Now, Luklukeden gave the second condition saying, The one of you who can bring me a lusong with eight holes may marry my daughter.” Both brothers fulfilled the second condition.
For the third requirement, the father said, the one who can hunt a tamaraw may marry my daughter. Both brothers were successful.
Diyaga’s father saw that two brothers where both great and good. Since no one of them would be defeated, they decided to fight.
During the fight, Alitawo stabbed Maburway’s body with a knife. So, Alitawo won the fight.
As his prize, he and Diyaga were married. And they lived together happily for many years.
Up to this day, our Alangan Mangyan elders say that a rock standing in the shape of Maburway’s body showing his wounds can still be seen in the mountains of Alangans. This is the place we call Palbunuan. And addition, whoever wanted to get the knife on Maburway’s body will die. Or, earthquake and thunder will simultaneously happen. That is why nobody wants to get that knife.






The Journey of Pepito
Narrated by Pepito Caquipotan
Illustrated by June Anthony Galicia

I live in a quite, simple, and peaceful community of Barangay Balite, Naujan. I am one of many Mangyan Alangan youth who continue to struggle in facing life’s challenges. My name is Pepito Caquipotan.
Like many Mangyans, I also dream of achieving all my goals in life. My parents sent me to a public school to get my education. In school, I faced many new experiences, very much different from the culture and life I grew up with. These new experiences completely changed me. In the morning, I leave the house but I do not go inside the school to attend my classes. I often stay outside of the school, wasting time with some of my classmates. We play games, gamble, drink alcohol and do other vices. We do this all for fun. In the afternoon, I wait for the end of classes and join my other classmates going home. This way my parents will not have any doubt about what where I went and came from during the day. It became very easy for them to convince me to join their group, a fraternity. I became a member of the fraternity. In a short time of joining the fraternity, I did know it will lead me to trouble. Ever since I joined the fraternity, I slowly forget my life, my culture, and my true identity as a true Mangyan.
In my new group, I was exposed to bad influences and activities. I took for granted the sacrifices of my parents to send me to school to be able to receive education. The money they give me for schooling I spent for my vices. For three years I was involved in the fraternity. One day I reflected on my situation and I realized that my misdeeds will not lead me to something good. My realization led me to a decision: I will stop temporarily going to school. One day, while I was with my fellow Mangyan friends, Lazaro, Rufino and Gener, I shared with them my situation and my decision. My Mangyan friends did not support my decision to stop temporarily going to school. They instead informed me about their special school and tried to convince me to go join them there to continue my study. They were referring to Tugdaan, their school. I thought about what my Mangyan friends told me and I felt that there are some things in that school that I might not be able to do, like wearing our native attire, tilling the land, speaking in Mangyan and relating with all my Mangyan classmates. These bothered me.
Many times I thought about the new school and the possibility that it might lead me to the right way and back to my roots as a Mangyan which I have somehow forgotten. The day came when I have to make a decision: to stop or to go to the new school. I was not sure that I deserved this new school. Because of my fears, I was one of the last students who signed up during enrollment. In my new school I initially felt fear and shame. Although it was very different, my fears and feelings of shame were later replaced by happiness. It was here in my new school where small positive changes in me and in my life started. Because of the positive changes, I am very grateful to the people who were being instrument in helping me make these changes and made me aware of the changes I need to make. Now I am here in this school which guides me in making my dreams come true.
Again, I am Pepito Caquipotan. Once I fell, but I picked myself up, stood up and continued to face all the challenges that life has to offer, together with the support of true friends who only wish a good and peaceful future for me.



Amagin-on and the Snakes
From: Buhid Mangyan

Amagin-on Relates:
When I hear the word “snake”, I have negative thoughts. Applied to human beings, it would mean a traitor or someone greedy. As an animal, it would be something I would fear and run away from, if it were alive. And if it were dead, I would return and find out how big it is what color it is and what kind of snake it is. A snake is fierce and it would make sure its victim is dead before leaving it.
On the other hand, Amagin-on had a story which his grandson Geosayan could not forget. He relates that the snake is also kind and is compassionate with fellow animals, even with enemies.
The story goes:
It is a long walk from home to the fields of the couple Gin-on and Agsing. While walking alone in his field, Gin-on saw two snakes fighting. The animals were not aware that someone was watching them. Ama Gin-on noted every move of the fight until one snake won over the other.
The victorious one left the dead snake but returned in no time, bringing something that looked like the root of a tree. It was black in color. The snake placed it near the head of the dead snake and left again. Hurriedly, Ama Gin-on stole the black root and climbed high up a tree in order to get a good view of what was to happen next. Several minutes after, the snake came back bringing a red root. Again it placed the red root near the head of the dead snake and left. Ama Gin-on climbed down, stole the red root and brought it to where he was hiding.
The snake came a third time, bringing another root which it placed near the head of the dead snake. This time, the snake stayed. It watched over the dead snake, and then twined itself around the body of the dead one. Next, it bit slightly into the flesh of the dead snake as though massaging its entire body. In no time, the tail of the dead snake began to move. It was starting to regain strength.
The victorious snake moved about as if looking for something. It went to the direction of Ama Gin-on. Am,a Gin-on felt the snake was after him, seemingly attracted by the smell of the roots he had stolen. Frightened, Am Gin-on jumped down the tree and ran as fast as he could.
Ama Gin-on arrived home panting. As he was about to rest, he heard commotion outside his house. Overcome with fatigue, he ignored the noise until he heard someone calling his name and asking for help. Someone was bitten by a snake and the condition of the victim did not improve even after several medications had been applied. Ama Gin-on remembered the roots he had stolen from the snake and gave some of these to be applied to the bite. The condition of the victim improved and soon he recovered.
Since then on, people would call Ama Gin-on for help every time someone was bitten by a snake. No other medicine could cure the victims except that which Ama Gin-on had.
Ama Gin-on did all he could to find out what kind of trees the roots came from. But something untoward happened. One day, his hut caught fire, burning everything down to the ground including roots that he wanted to identify.





Ang Mag-asawang Alitawo at Diyaga

The Couple,Alitawo And Diyaga

Si Alitawo ay makapangyarihan. Siya ay may panyong pula kapag tinatali niya ito sa kanyang leeg, siya nagiging isang manok.
Alitawo was a powerful man. He had a red magic handkerchief. When he ties it around his neck, he gets transformed into a rooster.
Isang araw, siya naglalakad sa tabing palayan sa bundok. Nakakita siya ng isang magandang babae na nag-aani sa gitna ng palayan. Ang buhok nito ay lampas-baywang. Si Alitawo ay humanga sa kagandahan ng dalaga. Mula ng ito ay kanyang nakita ay hindi na siya mapalagay. Hindi siya nakakatulog sa gabi. Lagi niyang naaalala ang dalagang si Diyaga.
One day, Alitawo took a walk in a rice field in the mountains. He saw a lovely lady with waist length hair, harvesting rice in that field. The lady’s name was Diyaga. Alitawo was held captive by her beauty. From the day he her, his nights became sleepless. And she was all he could ever think of.
Isang araw, namamasyal namuli sa palayan ni Diyaga. Nakita niya ang dalaga na nag-aani. Nag-isip si Alitawo kung paano niya ito malalapitan. Itinali niya sa kanyang leeg ang panyong pula at siya naging manok na tandang. Sa gitna ng palayan ay may krus na nakatusok sa pinaminhian ng mga matatanda. Doon siya humapon at tumilaok. Nakita siya ng dalaga, nilapitan at hinuli. Dinala ito sa bahay at ikinulong sa hinabing baging na hugis basket.
One day, Alitawo returned to the rice fields of Diyaga. As he had fervently hoped, he saw her harvesting rice again. Alitawo thought of a way to get near her. He tied his magic handkerchief around his neck and transformed himself into a rooster. In the middle of the field, near the place where Diyaga stood, there was a wooden cross marking the spot where the rice seedlings were piled up. The rooster, Alitawo perched on the wooden cross and stunted to crow, Diyaga went hear the rooster, captured it and took it home her. She kept it in a basket made of vine.
Sumapit ang gabi. Nasa loob ng kulungan si alitawo. Dummating ang manliligaw ni diyaga na ang pangalan ay si Alagase. Nagselos si Alitawo nang Makita niyang nag-uusap ang dalawa. Buong magdamag ay nag-isip si Alitawo kung ano ang gagawin niya para maka-usap niya ang dalaga.
Night came.alitawo was still in the basket when Diyagas suitor Alagase came to visit her. Alitawo was jealous as he watched the two nearby. All right,he could only think of how he could get to talk to Diyaga.
Nang umagang iyon,pumunta ang mag-anak sa palayan upang mag-ani at ang naiwan ay ang bunsong kapatid ni Diyaga na si Bukingking. Pag-alis ng dalaga ay tao si Alitawo. Kinausap niya si bukingking. “Bunso,nasan ang pana ng iyong ama?” tanong ni Alitawo. Pagkalipas ng dalawang oras ay bumalik siya na may baboy-damo. Inilagay niya ito sa pintuan ng bahay. Pinakiusapan niya si Bukingking na huwag sabihing siya ang may dala ng baboy
-damo.
The following morning,Diyaga and her parents left for the fields. As soon as they had gone, Alitawo changed into his normal form as a man. It was only Bukingking, Diyagas younger sister, who was left at home. Alitawo asked Bukingking if he could borrow her fathers’ arrows. He promised to return it as soon as he gets back. With Bukingking’s permission, he left to hunt for a wild boar. In two hours he was back with his prize. He placed the wild boar at the doorstep of Diyaga’s house. Then he asked Bukingking to keep his identity secret. Bukingking promised to do so.
Napansin ni Alitawo na tuwing hapon, pag-uwi ng mag-anak ay saka pa lang sila nag-iigib, nagbabayo at nagluluto. Kaya tuwing umaalis ng bahay ang mag-anak sa umaga ay nag-iiggib siya ng tubig hanggang sa mapuno ang tapayan. Nagbabayo siya ng palay at nagluluto ng kanin. Pagdating ng mag-anak ay ala na silang kailangan pang gawin.
The next day, Alitawo noticed that each time Diyaga and her parents got back from the fields; they still had to fetch ater, prepare the rice and cook the food. So Alitawo id all these things for them while they were gone.
Pagdating ni Diyaga at ng kanyang magulang sa kanilang bahay ay nagtaka sila. Subalit ng naka-usap nila si Alagase ay nalaman nilang hindi pala siya ang gumawa ng mga ito dahil si Alagase ay may pagkatamad.lumipas ang dalaang lingo at ganoon pa rin ang nangyayari araw-araw. Ayaw namang sabihin ng bunso sa kanyang mga magulang o kay Diyaga kung sino ang gumagawa ng mga ito.
Diyaga and her parents were surprised to find the chores done when they got home. They thought that it was Alagase who did all these for them. So they asked him if indeed it was he. Alagase, who was lazy told them that he did not do any such thing. Meanwhile Alitawo and Bukingking still kept their secret.
Isang araw nagpunta muli ang mag-anak sa palayan. Sa tindi ng sikat ng araw ay sumakit ang ulo ni Diyaga kaya umuwi siya ng maaga. Habang ay papalapit na sa bahay ay may narinig siyang dagundong ng lusong. Nakita niyang may lalaking nagbabayo. Nilapitan niya ito. Nagulat ang dalaga sa kakisigan ng lalaking si Alitawo. Siya’y tulala ngunit hindi nagpahalata sa binata. Tinanong ni Diyaga kung siya ang gumawa ng mga gawain araw-araw habang sila ay nasa bukid. Sumagot ng “oo” si Alitawo at ipinagtapat niya kay Diyaga ang tunay niyang pagkatao.
One morning, while Diyaga and her parents were in the fields, Diyaga felt her head ache. She decided to go home early. As she came near the house, she heard the pounding of rice. From the distance she saw a man doing the work. As she approached, she noticed how handsome the young man was but she concealed her admiration. She asked if it was he who did the chores for them each day. Alitawo admitted to have done so. Then he revealed his true identity to Diyaga.
Noon din ay nagpahayag ng pag-ibig si Alitawo kay Diyaga. Sinabi ni Diyaga na kailangan munang magsilbi ni Alitawo sa pamilya ng dalaga sa loob ng dalawang taon bago siya pumayag na magpakasal sa binata. Bukal sa kalooban na tinanggap ng binata ang kondisyon. At siya’y nanilbihan ng dalawang taon sa pamilya ni Diyaga. Pagkatapos ng dalawang taon ay ikinasal sila at namuhay ng naligaya at masagana.
Unable to contain his feelings any longer, Alitawo offered his love to Diyaga. Diyaga told Alitawo that he has to serve her family for two years before he can have her hand in marriage. Lovingly, Alitawo served Diyaga’s family for two years. Then they were married and lived happily ever after.




ANG MAG-ASAWANG ALITAWO AT DIYAGA
THE COUPLE, ALITAWO AND DIYAGA

The Most wonderful!

“Life is the most wonderful thing in this complex "
Life is full of hardships, problems that challenge us to go beyond in our struggle in this challenging world. Life is so colorful and meaningful when we live it good and face it with our fullest potential. Here are the sad and good experiences and happenings that taught us to build a strong foundation in life. Those events leave us memorable and unforgotten memories. Sometimes every memory could say a remembrance in which we keep it as a treasure wherever and whenever we are. It is only evidence that there is no other wonderful thing in this world except LIFE.

Thus, many people say that life is akin to a journey. As you have noticed, for every infant born he or she accompanied already his expedition. And, if you have observed also that every infant born is punching in their palm. This means, he or she is saying “I’m prepared to my journey. And, for those people died, they open their palm which means “I’m already done to my journey”. That is how magnificent life is. For this reason, one principle in my life is molded and serves as my guide, which is “In everything happens there is a reason”.
Again this is Ma. Wanesa, facing the wonder of life. And discovering the mission of mine in this world.

Teacher Says, Teacher goes

Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,

what you have done,
was clearly a mistake,
maybe it is,
time for a break.

Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,

that you have been naughty.
That you have been quite fought.
That you are being rude,
don't call teacher a dude.

Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher know,

that you were making faces,
behind teachers back,
that you were throwing spitballs,
at the teacher's pet.

Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows.

So enough is said,
so now you know,
that whatever you do.....

Teacher says,
Teacher goes,
Teacher smiles,
Teacher knows

Jasmine Aira

SEARCH BY: CHERRY

Reading Article and Critique

READING ARTICLE

How Children Learn to Read
By: Coordinated Campaign for Learning Disabilities (1999)

Building blocks of reading
Reading skills are like building blocks. To learn to read well, children need the blocks of knowing the sounds of letters and the blocks of knowing the meanings of words (vocabulary), word parts (grammatical markers) and groups of words (overall meaning or semantics). To build these foundations of reading, children need effective reading instruction.
The best ways for parents to learn about the kinds of reading instruction at their child's school is to talk with teachers, listen to him or her talk about what they do during the day, and examine homework assignments. Knowing the differences between phonics and whole language - the two main approaches to teaching reading - can help parents determine what methods their child's school is using to teach reading.
Phonics focuses on the sounds of letters and words
A phonics approach focuses instruction on learning to associate printed letters and combinations of letters with their corresponding sounds. Phonics instruction gives students strategies to unlock or decode words.
A phonics approach to teaching reading can include:
• "Sounding out" words as a way of figuring out new words. For example, in a phonics lesson, "moon" would be sounded out as "mm-oo-nn."
• Practice worksheets or exercises on letter sounds, matching pictures with spoken words, short vowel/long vowel or letter of the week.
Whole language focuses on comprehension
The whole language approach is based on the understanding that reading is finding the meaning in written language. Multiple experiences with words - written and spoken - are what children need to learn meanings of words.
A whole language approach to teaching reading can include:

• Teaching reading and writing throughout the day in the context of the lesson topics
• Teachers emphasizing storybooks rather than worksheets as well as multiple writing opportunities
A balanced approach can help all children learn to read
A decade of research shows us that there is no one best way to build students' literacy skills. A balanced approach to teaching reading combines a strong foundation in phonics with whole language methods. Only through more than one kind of instruction can students gain the skills to recognize and manipulate the sounds of letters and words and the skills to understand what they read. Since all children learn differently, only a balanced approach to teaching reading can give all children the skills they need to read well.
An effective reading program
From long-term studies conducted by the National Institutes of Health, it is known that an effective reading program should include the following components.
• Recognize that students learn to read in a certain order: first they must understand that words are made up of different sounds, then associate sounds with written words, and finally they can decode words and read groups of words.
• Students who have trouble learning to read need to be specifically taught the relationships of letters, words and sounds. (Awareness of letter/sound relationships is the main tool good readers use to decode unfamiliar words.)
• Each child needs a different amount of practice to be a fluent reader.
• Phonics instruction should be based on individual student needs and taught as part of a comprehensive, literature-based reading program.
• Abundant opportunities for children to read at their own reading level help them to learn to read for meaning and enjoy reading.
• Highly trained teachers can help children develop good, overall literacy skills: good vocabularies, knowledge of correct syntax and spelling, reasoning skills and questioning skills.
Reading instruction for children with learning disabilities
For children with language-based learning disabilities, learning to read is especially difficult because they have a harder time with sounds of letters and words than their peers. Research indicates that because phonics instruction focuses on recognizing and manipulating sounds of letters and words, more intense phonics instruction may be beneficial for children with learning disabilities.
Early warning signs of learning disabilities
From preschool through fourth grade, parents can watch for the following signs their child may have a learning disability:
• Slow to learn the connection between letters and sounds
• Difficulty "sounding out" unknown words
• Repeatedly misidentifying known words
• Makes consistent reading and spelling errors including letter reversals (b/d), inversions (m/w), transpositions (felt/left), and substitutions (house/home)
• Transposes number sequences and confuses arithmetic signs (+, -, x, /, =)
• Difficulty understanding or remembering what is read because so much time and effort is spent figuring each word
If a child regularly displays one or more of these behaviors, he or she may have a learning disability and parents should seek appropriate testing and intervention from their child's school.
With diagnostic tests, it can be predicted with a high degree of accuracy which students in kindergarten and first grade will have difficulty learning to read. Identifying reading difficulties early means children have more time to learn to be successful readers. Since reading is learned more easily and effectively during the early years, identifying language-based learning disabilities and providing appropriate interventions give children more time to learn to read well.


Reference:
http://www.ldonline.org/article/6253

CRITIQUE

I
INTODUCTION

Learning to read is an art typical of reading. It is a process that takes place from birth. It is an ability that enables other forms of learning to take place and it is a skill that can be extended almost infinitely. It is not a matter of imbibing information but a means of using information to develop distinct abilities. It is not a skill in the sense of simple manipulation but one that closely involves the complexity of human mind.
Sadly not all children can learn how to read and spell. However, children need to learn how to read; parents and teachers need to understand the process of learning to enable it to take place, and they need to know how to give particular clues that make the learning possible. But then, is there any other factor and reasons that need to be considered in childhood reading? If that is so, then educators must think about this. That is why, I chose this reading article, “How Children Learn To Read” because I want to share its very important and realistic thoughts including my own opinion and comments about this article to the readers most especially to those elementary teachers and to those who will be teaching soon or later.
The underlying purpose of this critique is to sum-up on how children learn to read and to give insights and knowledge to help children with learning disabilities.

II
SUMMARY

Accordingly, reading skills are like building blocks. Children need the blocks of knowing the sounds of letters and the blocks of knowing the meaning of words, word parts and group of words. To build these foundations of reading, effective instruction is highly needed in teaching reading for children to learn to read well. Likewise, there are two main approaches to teaching reading identified in the article and these are phonics and whole language approaches. Phonics approach focuses on the sounds of letters and words which includes sounding-out words as away of figuring out words and exercises on letter sounds, matching pictures with spoken words, short and long vowel or letter of the week. On the other hand, whole language approach focuses on comprehension which includes teaching reading and writing throughout the day in the context of the lesson topics and emphasizing storybooks rather than worksheets as well as multiple writing opportunities, Since all children learn to read differently, then only balanced approach to teaching reading can give them all the skills they need to read well. Balanced approach to teaching reading is a combination of strong foundation in phonics and whole language methods.
Based on the result of the study conducted by the National Institutes of Health before, it is known that an effective program can help build and develop student’s literacy skills. Moreover, it includes that those highly trained teachers can help children develop good, overall literacy skills such as good vocabularies, knowledge of correct syntax, reasoning skills and questioning skills. It must be recognized also that pupils learn to read in a certain order and each individual needs a different amount of practice to be a fluent reader as much as possible. In addition, children should be given abundant opportunities it read at their own level of learning to read and enjoy reading.
For children with language- based learning disabilities, there should be more intense phonics instruction may be beneficial for them. Since reading is learned more efficiently during the early years, then early warning signs of learning disabilities of a child should be observed and identified as early as possible. Indeed, those signs of learning disabilities must be provided by an appropriate interventions of parents to give children more time to learn to read well.


III
ASSESSMENT OF THE ARTICLE’S PRESENTATION

Foremost, the text of this reading article is really appropriate for the intended audience like parents and teachers who are responsible in developing children’s literacy skills. Contents, on the other hand, are presented in a certain order which is well-organized, clear and easy to read. Important terms have been clearly defined such as phonics, whole language and balanced approach to teaching reading. Moreover, the discussion is very logical because there is sufficient evidence and this is the result of the research that helps support the main idea of the article. In fact, not all children learn to read well but it was being mentioned in the discussion that a decade of research shows that only balanced approach to teaching reading can help all children learn to read.
Based on my own observation, I think authors never mentioned and consider parent’s background in the discussion. Yes, it is true that parents should identify learning disabilities of their children and provide interventions as early as possible. How about those parents who lived in remote areas? Can they help their children learn to read well? Although the information lacks this idea but authors’ facts are accurate because for this present generation, reading is extremely important. As a result, I could say that there’s no underlying bias in the discussion because view of points are equally supported. Thus, it shows that presentation of information is just fair in relation to its purpose.


IV
RESPONSE/COMMENTS

Learn read and read to learn. This philosophy thought of mine is simply a lesson that I’ve learned after I read the article. I’m grateful because I was given an opportunity to read and critique this article because it really twisted my mind and help develop my analytical thinking. From that, there is a high degree of probability which I think I can help some children develop their literacy skills as future teacher as I go on with my journey.
I totally agreed the idea of the idea of the author that identifying reading difficulties early means children have more time to learn to be successful readers because I can relate it to my own experience. My mother always talked with my teacher about what I did during that day while my father examined my homework assignments every night. Sometime, it was really difficult for me to sound out or pronounce letter of alphabets and understand what I read. But because of often interventions provided by my parents, I learn to read and comprehend what I read. Yes, it’s true that learning reading is especially difficult for children with language-based learning disabilities. In fact, mostly of them are indigenous from different rural areas and because of their own dialects, it’s not easy for them to sound-out the letters and pronounce words correctly but I do believe it would not too late to make learning of those children possible since reading easy to learn during early years.
One thing that I’ve found out in the discussion is that writer must consider the background of the parents. Sadly, not all parents are literate. There still many of them who can’t give their children more time to learn to read. I could relate it those parents who are from remote places wherein instead of helping their children to read, they would prefer that their children would rather help them work in the farm. There’s only one thing that I realized, no one can help them except highly trained teachers. Indeed, it’s a great challenge for the teachers to make a difference.


V
CONCLUSION
The ability to read well is a prerequisite to success in most fields today. Therefore, I conclude that schools and families must take the responsibility for making sure all children can read well where parents and teachers should work together to improve children's literacy development. And since learning to read begins very early in life, then identifying reading difficulties early means children have more time to learn to be successful readers. But then, it must be considered also that not all parents are able to teach their children to read well and provide interventions because of their backgrounds. Hence, teachers must be highly trained to help children develop good, overall literacy skills.

Children learn in different ways and thus, they need different approaches. They must be taught on how to learn to read for them to read and learn. Good teachers have always recognized that children learn in different ways and require different strategies. Indeed, effective reading program are highly recommended for this kind of situation. For children with language-based learning disabilities, then more phonics instruction may be beneficial for them since it focuses on recognizing and manipulating sounds of letters and words. Children’s attitudes towards reading are therefore very important.



Posted By: Matimawa Aiza

In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher

A Classroom is a Magical Place
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
There’s a Smile on Each Child's Face
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Creative Energy is Everywhere
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
There’s a Catalyst who Genuinely Cares
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Desire and Wonder is Awakened
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Educational Agenda is Shaken
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Self-Management Skills are Modeled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Best of Reality is Bottled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Gifts and Talents are Refined
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Willed Future is Designed

©Gene Bedley 1992
www.ethicsusa.com

Gene Bedley

SEARCH BY: CHERRY

My Life Teacher.

Life Teacher with capital L and capital T…
You’re the deepest WISDOM which moves smoothly with a bright Ability…
You’re the princess who owns Rationality and Lucidity
You’re the greatest mistress who teaches Sympathy and Life Philosophy …
You’re the seed of Sensitivity which flowers Charity and Equality …
You’re the mirror of Modesty which reflects Democracy and Soul Beauty…

{August 11,2009}

Glamorous Enigma

SEARCH BY: CHERRY

Mother, Oh Mother Dear

One should be so blessed
To have a loving mother,
Always giving her best,
Bonded to each other.

Mother, oh mother dear
You were there everyday,
Always so very sincere,
Teaching me to pray.

Mother, oh mother dear
As laughter filled the air,
You taught me to play,
And to always be fair.

Then came the day
God called your name,
Now in heaven you stay,
Burning your eternal flame.

Mother, oh mother dear
I miss you so much,
As on my cheek I feel a tear,
And I hunger for your touch.

Mother, oh mother dear
You listened to my prayers,
you gave me back my cheer,
And wiped away my tears.

Mother, oh mother dear
You blessed me with Ann,
She takes away my fear,
And always has a plan.

Ann I'm blessed by your love
That I pray I'm worthy of,
Your my blessing from above,
Mother, oh mother dear.

Posted by: Matimawa Aiza

cherry's reflection about the movie" THE VILLAGE"

The movie “the village” was finding me as a suspended and a little mysterious movie. The message behind the sense is too meaningful for me. The movie shows a lot of learning that could woke up those as sleep in the reality.
I reflect and learn from the senses which strike me most and its characters rule. First, being a blind is not easy but it is not the hindrance to do well and help others. The message that I found is that we should not still as sleep and pretend that we don’t see what the reality is. Because even a blind people knows what is the real happening to their surroundings. Second, it shows that individual can help and save our own society even those disable person. Third, conflict inside the community, its shows that conflict against our neighbor is happening even before. Fourth, selfishness can be resulted a conflict or death. It shows that too much in everything is dangerous and harmful. Addition to that, it is reality that even you want simple life you must under go struggles to be surpassed. Its reality that sacrifices is our twin in life. Either we like it or not but it’s also a choice of individual. If people have a passion to sacrifice then, there is no possible in reaching our goal in life.
Indeed, I realize that we should been look behind the words of others said. In life people must be face and take the situation because accepting the reality is set individual to free. Lastly, even how good you are to others, that person you trust a lot are sometimes the one who full you in the risk.


BY: CHERRY

“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared



Teaching strategies can help almost everyone involved in education. Experienced teachers need to learn about new techniques when renewing their certificates. Conversely, new teachers may want to have a reference for older theories that have worked well for others. In addition, parents interested in how their child learns may want to learn more about the teaching strategies being used in their child's classroom.
Precisely, there are some of the future teachers that presently used some teaching strategies for their teaching demonstration. And one of those, named Lenie Soriano Pensahan “LOVELY”. She is the daughter of Mr. Adelfo Signocan Pensahan and Mrs. Lydia Soriano Pensahan, was born in Kibangay, Lantapan Bukidnon on January 21, 1990. But presently, with her family they are resided in Tagbalili, Esperanza, Agusan Del Sur belonging of Higaonon tribe. This is the place where she grow until she reach in the age of nineteen (19). And she’s now studying in the University Of Southeastern Philippines (USEP), Mintal Davao City, taking up Bachelor of Elementary Education (BEED). Fortunately, she’s one of the grantees of the Pamulaan Center for the Indigenous Peoples’ Education.
She aimed to help her fellows IPs’ especially in terms of “education”. That’s why she is also hoping that through this little ways of teaching strategies will help her for her teaching profession someday… because, she is aiming “to touch one’s lives” even through teaching children in their respective communities. So, teachers must “teach by showing and learn by doing”. And she said to you that if children do not know how the way we teach, then we start teaching the way they learn. God bless us all...

footprint's in Richel life


God’s must be Crazy: A Movie Reflection
By: Richel N.Daonlay
The movie truly teaches us great lesson in life. That simply meant to be a source of comfort and encouragement. It allows us to take a deeper look not for ourselves but for others too. It provides us a wider horizon to understand, respect, and appreciation, to the commonality and differences of humankind.
It is a heartwarming one, as it tells about the life of being an indigenous people living in those area far a apart from the strong flux of modernization. Well maybe we would simply laugh at it but it gives an ultimate understanding about their unique culture, custom and practices this kind of people are persevering for, which self-evidently gives us wider perspective that they too are educated which the more civilized one are hard to understand with. Their life is a feature of simple living. They live simply and yet happy. And truly it is only when we have contentment we could found the real happiness that comes from within.
The presence of differences among people around the world is indeed creates gap from nation among nation. But if only then we have our openness to accept others of what they are and what they have then we could build a better future for our country where people loves peace and serenity. Acceptance is an important ingredient where we could live in harmony with others. We should not forget where we came from as it serves our compass of where we are going for tomorrow. Respect also for others is indeed a great thing for us to build a brighter future where people only love peace and serenity. Let us avoid also comparing ourselves to one another but rather let’s open our mind and hearts that we too are exactly unique from one another. Let’s celebrate altogether our commonality but strive hard to respect our differences for us to live in harmony.

The Higaonon Tribe of Mindanao

The Higaonon are an indigenous tribe found in the northern regions of the island of Mindanao in The Philippines. With a population estimated at 350, 000, they are distributed over five provinces --- Agusan del Norte, Agusan del Sur, Misamis Oriental, Lanao del Norte and Bukidnon. Since "Creation Times" the Higaonon have lived in their forest home, undisturbed, managing the forest in a natural and harmonious way.

HIGA means Living, GOAN means mountains and ONON means people. They could be described as "people of the living mountains."

The tribe is made up of eight clans centered around the eight main rivers of their "Ancestral Domain". These clans are divided into the warrior and peaceful clans both now existing in peace. They follow a Datuship system of government, where each Datu (generally an elder) is trained in distinct areas of expertise, eg administration, spirituality and education.
All Higaonon people follow the customary laws of Bunkatol Ha Bulawan Daw Nang Ka Tasa ha Lana, which simply means treasured unity (Love and Peace). It is really a code of conduct. This is the sacred bond that unites the entire Higaonon people, who share a common root language, history and culture.

In 1954, loggers started cutting their way into the forests - the Ancestral Domain - creating stress and sadness for its inhabitants.


For the past 40 years, the people have struggled tirelessly for their right to self-determination and to retain their independence as a tribe, securing their forest home against destruction.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

THE LIZARD

A FOLKTALE OF IILANEN MANOBO
The Lizard
(Si Pelaas)
There we are with Lizard. This Lizard had a relative who just like a sister to her, for whatever they did, they always did together. This relaive was a Deer. To show you how they close were it was just the same as though the Deer was this Lizard’s sister. For whatever the Lizard had she would share with this Deer, no matter how little it was, even just a mite; they shared everything.
Sometime later this Lizard became pregnant. My, the way this Lizard was taken care of by the Deer was really something, for it was very difficult for her to get around.
Said the Deer: “You just stay with me, Lizard, for you are heavy already. I will go and look after food,” promised Deer.
So the Lizard stayed at home and waited each day to her friend the Deer to come home. And the Deer would give everything she brought home to the Lizard.
Finally, after some time, the Lizard gave birth. And what should she have but several children. And so the Lizard remained at home looking after her children for the Deer had become too busy to look after them.
As the Lizard was finally gaining back her strength she asked: “Deer, what I would like you to do today is to sty at home and look after my children. I would like to go fishing for stil feel sluggish, not having done any walking lately.”
“All right,” agreed the Deer, “if you think you will be all right, go right ahead.”
“Oh, I’ll be all right,” replied the Lizard. And with that the Lizard began to ready her fishing gear, and hear basket for holding the fish. Theb she set out for the big river.
As soon as the lizard arrived at the river she dived right in. And it wasn’t long before she caught a big shrimp.
“Ih,” said the Lizard, “I’ve good luck today!” And so she went on cacthing shrimp. But when the Shrimp realized that someone was after them, one took to flight. And as the shrimp ran, the Lizard ran after him, so we can just image how the water was churned up by the lizard going after the Shrimp. Up and down the river this shrimp and the Lizard chased each other. What finally happened was the lizard gave up when she [found out her] couldn’t catch up with the Shrimp.
A little later, as the shrimp continued his flight, he bumped into a turtle sitting in a corner. The Turtle, feeling the Shrimp’s blow, said: “I’d better run this dangerous with him carrying his weapons!” So the Turtle got out of the water and began running away. But he hadn’t gone far before he has noticed by a crocodile in the distance.
“My,” said the Crocodile, “why is the turtle running away carrying her House? Perhaps there is trouble.” And as the turtle pased by, Crodile asked: “What is going on, Turtle?”
“Don’t datain me, there’s trouble afoot.”
“Oh, what kind of trouble?”
“Well. Shrimp is carrying his spear, and I don’t know what he is running away from. He is escaping from something and I’m afraid of getting armour and spread it out in the sun to dry. “I’d better dry this,” said Crocodile, “for if someone should come, I couldn’t put it on the way it is now, as it is heavy water. I’d better dry it out first.” And with those words the crocodile came out of the water to dry out his warrior’s cloak.
And there we vare now with a wood, who lived in a hole in the tree. For that’s where the woodpecker made her home. On this day the woodpecker looked out of her hole in the tree, and what she saw was this coat of amour belonging to the crocodile, which was dying in the sun.
“Ih,” said Woodpecker, “why did out his warrior’s cloak when the water is on so cloudly? Perhaps there is trouble over there. Perhaps Crocodile is on alert for somet6hing.
Again she looked out and there was Turlte carrying her house.
“Ih, Ih,” said Woodpecker, “this deserves some serious thought. I’d better sopund my gong.
Aand so Woodpecker got her gong and began beating it and the result was that the deer was awaklened suddenly by the sound of Woodpecker’s gong. The gong startled the deee, who livwed just below the woodpecker, so that the der began moving around, prancing back and forth. And while prancing, she trod on all the children of the lizard, with the result that all little lizards wre killed while their mother was out fishing.
When the deer realized what swhe had done, she too ran away. There was nothing else for her to do but keep on running, whether she moved across well-trodden paths or through high grass, whether it was mountains or valleys which she had to jump across.
Let us return now to the lizard, who said: “Well, I can’t cacth anything here; all the fish I’ve nibble at my bait have gotten away.” And with that the lizard went home. But when hew arrived home, she found her children all dead.
“Babeba!” said the lizard, “I have no children left: just wait, this will even take the time to put down her fishibng-basket, but just carried it along with her. Said the Lizard: I must hurry so that the chief can do something to help me.’ And so the lizard continued her journey.
When the luizard arrived at the house of the chief she didn’t even call out before going up the house-ladder. Entering the house she said: “Your Highness, here I am.”
“Well, what’s the matter now?” asked the chief. “What’s on your mind?”
“Well, it’s something big. I’ve come because my children are all dead. The reason I’ve come is to ask you to help me cacth Deer for she is the one who killed my children while I wzas out fishing,” said the Lizard.
At that the chief called to his followers to search for the deer. And it wasn’t very long before the chief’s messengers returned. And who should they have with them but the deer, all of them arriving together.
Said the chief: “Come here, Deer.” And she approached the chief. “Why, “she asked, “has his report about you been brought to me?”
The deer replied: “What has been reported to you?”
“Well, it was reported by lizard that you have killed all her children.”
“But,” said the deer, “I didn’t do it on purpose; in just accidentally stepped on them. What I did was step on them when the woodpecker suddenly beat her gong; for I was under her house and I become frightened of Lizard accidentally trod on them .and so it happened that the children of Lizard wre killed.”
“So that’s it,” replied the chief, “then call the woodpecker.” And so the wood0pecker was summoned by the chief.
When Woodpecker arrived the chief said: You’ve been sent for because of a report brought to me.”
“And what’s the report about?” asked the woodpecker.
“Well, whatrv was reported to me by lizard is trhat her children were killed by the deer. And trhe deer explained that she stepped on lizard’s children because you beat your gong.”
“Well,” replied the woodpecker, “that’s all rights, Chief. However, the reason why I beat my gong was to call the people and make them aware that I had seen some danger approaching.”
“Oh,” asked the chief, “what did you see that frightened you?”
“Well, what I saw was the turtle going by, carrying her house and Crocodile coming out of the water with all his equipment; he was wearing his warrior’s coat,” continued the woodpecker, “for he was worried because of the murkiness of the big river. That’s why I alerted everyone so as to help them escape.” This is what Woodpecker told the chief.
“Well,” replied the chief, “call the crocodile.” And so the crocodile was summoned.
“Now,” said the chief, “Crocodile, a report about has reached me.”
“Oh, and what is that?” asked the crocodile.
“Well, it was reported to me that the deer killed the children of lizard by stepping on them. The reason given was the woodpecker had suddenly beaten her gong when he saw turtle running off, carrying her house, because turtle had noticed how the water of the river had become roiled up.”
“That’s when I got my warrior’s coat because of the danger that wads expected,” replied the crocodile “I was getting ready for that. I might have been killed had I nit been able to get out my warrior’s coat.”
“Call Turtle.”
When turtle arrived she was asked: “Why, turtle, are you going around carrying you house?” asked the Chief.
“Now, don’t you carry your own house around with you?” replied turtle. “I was sitting in a corner when I was suddenly stepped on by Shrimp, and I ran away because Shrimp was carrying weapons-a spear! In fact, Shrimp, had two spears, quite sharp too, and I might have been struck by them. So I hgot my house; in case there was going to9 be any fighting, I would then have my house.”
Said the chief: “Call Shrimp.”
And so Shrimp came out of the water, and you can see how big he was for his claws looked really like spears. It would be an exaggeration to say they were vas large as a person’s legs; however you can see how big Shrimp was. He came out of the water and was brought to the Chief.
“Now,” said the chief, “you have been sent for, Shrimp.”
“Oh, what for?” asked the Shrimp.
“Well, the reason you were called is that there is a report that Lizard’s children wre killed because Deer stepped on them when she became frigthened by Woodpecker beating her gong. And the reason Woodpecker suddenly beat her gong was that she had seen Turtle, along with Crocodile, running away with her house. And Crocodile had gotten out his warrior’s coat in preparation for all the troble expected,” said the chief.
“Well,” answered the shrimp, “all I did, was to take along my spesr when I ran away.”
“And why were you running away?”
“Because Lizard was after me to catch me. I ran away and she followed; I was chasedf by her!” said Shrimp. “You can just image her racing up and down the stream after me. Ah, and if I hadn’t run faster than her, I would have been caugth.” That’s what Shrimp told chief now.
When she had finished speaking, the chief kept quiet thinking over all he had heard about those who wre involved in the case, for he had heard all they had done in realtion to thye death of Lizard’s children.
After some time the chief replied: “It’s this, Lizard: All your children died, it is true; howerever, it is your own fault that they are dead. There is no one else to blame except yourself for it was your own folly!” said the chief. “Shrimp was made to flee, and so was the turle who fled when the Woodpecker beat its gong, all because you were out to catch some of your companions.”
“I did it because,” said Lizard, “I had no milk for my children.”
But the chief continued: “You have no one else to blame but yourself. It’s like this, Lizard; there is nowhere else to take the blame excet back to you. You can’t involve anyone else in it for it was your own foolishness. What happened is just like what happens when a Lizard has just been caught by a hunter. When a man catches a Lizard he bends its tail back to meet its own tail serve as means to carry it.”